Hey A___! You've told me you can not access this blog and so can't read it and so, as threatened, I'm gonna write what I like.
Goddamn girl - that sms-a-thon this morning has left a bad taste in my mouth. I feel like it's a backlash - the natural consequence - of opening myself up to you. I mean, what the - ?
A word from the profoundly un-wise to you who are not reading this - stop comparing your situation to that of everyone around you. I'm afraid, if you really get down to brass tacks, you will actually find you are doing just fine and have absolutely nothing to worry about. You are beautiful. Your life is beautiful. Just slip into those Italian stockings (direct from Italy), those stilettos and those pearls and try if you could to refrain from snapping my head off because I'm closing my eyes and dreaming myself out of my current reality.
Jeez!
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